Mat, met!
To educate me with your love;
Under the coconut tree,
In an incurably romantic mood.
Nice and easy!
But, there is no easy life found in 'Abdobloshie', in Accra;
With the tales of life and,
The hustle and bustle life found around.
Love,
To give you something better than money;
Muse,
To give you the needed honey to ease your mind;
Bringing joy to your heart.
Love,
It will satisfy your brain;
And, it will heal your soul!
Than the bullets of war.
Gold finger!
Like a cowboy with a guitar in the hand than a gun;
Pale, ale, pal, peal, leap!
With the muse of love;
Global, go, ball, bag, all, log, lob, boll, lag, goal!
To educate me with your love.
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